Olivia Taylor Dudley Sexy Novels & Stories

he muttered thickly, his aroused mind turning pliable as putty in her skilled hands. Olivia smiled slyly against his skin. “Leave the particulars to me, darling; I have...visions that will knock them all dead. All I need is your finances and influence to get the ball rolling.” She slid gracefully into his lap, grinding subtly until his impressive arousal swelled against her thigh in confirmation.

“Don’t start with the I’m tired shit. Sit down. Spill. Right. Now.” Olivia dropped onto the couch beside her, pressing her palms over her face. “I went to his house.” Daniela clapped so loud it startled her own cat off the armchair. “Okay, wait, wait, wait!” she tucked her legs under her, already squealing. “Details. Don’t you dare hold out on me.” Olivia peeked through her fingers, cheeks burning. “It was… Dani, it was insane. I had three orgasms. Three.”

“Look at mah bum. Look at mah bum. Look at mah big, big bum.” Dudley got up to nine stones before they fell, quite an achievement. He leaned back with his eyes tightly closed, and roared at the sky. “Arghhh! It’s not fair! I want to see her big, sexy bum!” Flossie stopped and turned around, her face flushed beetroot-red. Dudley opened his eyes and looked at her. She made a ‘yeep’ sound and ran away. “What?” Dudley looked at the rest of us. “Where is she going?”

my husband announced. "I need to change Timothée's zippy," Olivia said. "Let's go to my room." Amelia followed us. "Baby, let us know when the pizza gets here," I called to Daniel. "I will." The three of us went into my bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Olivia laid Timothée between us and started changing his zippy while Amelia and I sank against the ridiculous number of decorative pillows covering my bed. For a moment, I watched Olivia with her son.

“if I start playing twisted games, you won't survive, little wolf.” I yank my arm away from him and start walking towards the door, legs shaking. I am done. I am done with Zade, I am done with this party, I am just done. A figure steps out of the shadows and obscures the door. “noice show, slut.” Olivia. She is waving her phone in front of her, a smile on her red lips. “did you have fun kissing him? Isn't he a good kisser? Makes you forget everything else in the world and get sucked right into the experience, right?”

Trying to put the foul image from her mind, she focuses on her anger. “You are- beyond words.. I can not think of a word fitting enough to describe how reprehensible and evil that you truly are.” Liv tells her, only to have the gun swung up to her face. “What did I tell you about pissing me off?” Taylor demands but Liv says nothing back to her. She will not give the bitch the satisfaction. “Ooohh.. This one has some gumption, huh?” Taylor drawls mockingly. “Taylor, what about the notes?” Owen asks her to divert her attention away from Olivia.

Olivia paused, then chuckled, "Well, thank goodness I saved her!" Her "good" deeds weren't without purpose. After Cordelia's birthday party, Olivia delved into the case of her husband and his mistress. She discovered that the truth was even harsher than what Stella had told her. Not only did Dahlia know about Erick's infidelity, but she had also introduced him to his mistress.

She used her small hand to push his strong waist. “Darlington Hubby, it feels so uncomfortable in the position. I want to lay down.” “No way, stay like this.” Olivia heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled by her ears. Olivia felt blood rush into her small face instantly. She struggled for a while then she gave up struggling, one of her small hands gripped tightly onto the sheet that covered the chairs. This man was too shameless and hörny. What if someone sees them? “Darlington Hubby, I’m still worried about Sunny, what do you think happened to her?”

"Huh! I know... I bet it must be because you suck in bed. "It's good to see you again Olivia. You're still pretty as ever." Olivia stopped what she was doing and looked confusedly at Dylan. Dylan was drinking his tea all serene and graceful. Olivia shook her head. "Do you think because…" Olivia looked at him with disdain. "What?" Dylan asked, still unruffled. "Until today I haven't seen what my Archie saw in you..." Olivia continued to look at him with disdain, "you're ugly... and that voice of yours isn't delicate at all."

Olivia was up and walking like she hadn’t just unraveled above me. All MISTRESS again, she leaned down at the foot of the bed to claim one of the unknown things she had kept there. “I find your jealousy extremely hot.” She straightened up and slapped a dildo against her palm. My face must have darkened like my mood did, because one look at my face, and she burst into giggles. Seeing her amusement, I suspected that whatever ploy she had in mind, I wasn’t going to like it one bit.